Small talk

I hate it. There is no substance to it. It’s uncomfortable and adds nothing to my life. What is the point of it? It feels forced and has no meaning or value. There are different kinds of small talk. When I ask my friend how she is or how her day was or how she slept last night and she gives me answers with depth, that’s not small talk. That’s something real. When I pass someone in the hall and ask or even ask my friend and get a shallow response, that’s the small talk I hate. I wasted my time and you wasted your time answering. It added nothing to either of our lives. I want real. I want depth. I want raw. I want honesty. I don’t want forced. I don’t want canned answers. I don’t want awkwardness. Small talk is for acquaintances, not friends. When a friend puts me in the small talk zone there is no quicker way to lose my interest and push me away. I don’t really know why. For me, there is some emotional connection in conversations and when you lose that connection, I feel pushed away, rejected.

Your thoughts on small talk?